Chapter 88 Rescue Mission

Colonel Haight's counterattack, the brothers of E Company can't experience it. They received the order to retreat, and the whole 506th Regiment retreated to the city of Carrington. Now the other troops of the 101st Division have been sent to the front line, and the 506th Regiment serves as the reserve force of the 101st Division. This is undoubtedly very good news for the E Company brothers who have just experienced a big war.

"Li Pu, Tibert, Goneri!" Parks returned to the city and called the three people over. "Go find a place in the city and let the brothers spend the night. Remember, make yourself comfortable."

"Okay! Sir!" All three agreed. Parks nodded and then went to find Winters. Just now, when he was retreating, he told himself to look for him when he returned to the city.

Gernelly and the other of them watched Parks leave and turned their heads and asked, "Tybert, what's more comfortable?"

"Who knows?" Tybert shrugged his shoulders. "For you, a pile of hay may be a comfortable place now."

"Maybe we should find a hotel or something!" Li Pu suggested, "There are still some houses that have not been blown up, which are also better choices, at least so that brothers don't sleep on the street."

"Damn the German!" Tybert scolded, "It's a mess. I don't want to sleep in the ruins on the street anymore. All right, let's go, man, settle down the soldiers, or they will have to demolish every house here.

The brothers of Company E don't have the energy to demolish the house. They were so tired that after they settled in the house that had not been destroyed, they lay in the room, or ** or fell asleep on the floor, and some even sat and fell asleep.

Parks found Winters in a hotel. He was scratching in his room, and he was with Nixon and Wales. Those two guys are drinking.

"Do you have to shave before going to bed?" Parks stepped forward and joked with Winters, "It seems that the lieutenant is very strict with his appearance." Then he went to Nixon and took the glass of wine he handed over.

"Whiskey!" Wales said, "The bucket we found."

"This is his greatest advantage," Nixon glanced at Winster, who was shaving. "Maybe one day he will stand on the trench and shout at the Germans: Hey, Germans, you beggars, come and see our American paratroopers, who have always been so clean and tidy. Maybe this will make those Germans die of shame.

"Maybe I will shout at you that day, Nick!" Winters had finished hanging his face at this time and wiped the foam on his face with a towel. "Then you will die of shame like those Germans!"

Nixon touched his chin and cheeks, and then smiled at Parks and said, "I don't know if it's my luck or misfortune to be with such a clean person." Then he took a sip of wine. "But I still have to follow him at any time, because I hide all my wine with him. This idea is really great."

"I think so too! That's a good idea!" Wales echoed. Then he got up to pour wine, but accidentally kicked his backpack, revealing a piece of white silk.

"What is this?" Nixon looked at his backpack doubtfully.

"It's an umbrella. It's made of silk. If you use it to make a wedding dress, Betty will like it very much." Wales stuffed the exposed white satin again and added a glass of wine to Parks and Nixon. "Let's add some pendants on it to make it more beautiful."

"Good idea!" Winters wiped his face and sat down.

"Parks, Wales, have all the brothers in the platoon settled down?" Winters asked casually.

Wales nodded and said, "Don't worry, it's all arranged. There is no problem for these guys to find a place to sleep. If they still have energy now, they will definitely search all the pubs in this town.

Parks stood up and said, "Okay, I'm going to bed. Are there any other rooms here?" His eyes glanced at the four people in the room, and there was a bed.

"Of course, find it yourself!" Nixon pointed to the door, "There is still a room upstairs. There should be a shower, but there is only cold water."

Parks nodded, said goodbye to the three people, and then climbed upstairs. There were still a few rooms, but only one had a bed and a mattress. But that's enough.

He walked in and smelled mold from afar. It was not very heavy and a little pungent. But it's bearable, and Parks is not picky. Put your equipment and rifles by the bedside and get ready for bed. But he heard the footsteps upstairs.

"Harry--" He didn't turn around and opened the belt.

"It's me, Parks!" Behind it came the voice of Winters.

"Dick?" Parks turned around and smiled at him, "It seems that Nick has occupied your bed!"

Winters looked at him with a smile on the corners of his mouth. He found a chair in the room, then moved to the bedside to sit down, and motioned Parks to sit by the bedside and said, "Let's talk."

"Okay!" Parks took off his coat. The military uniform had turned into mud, and then threw away his boots and turned over to sit in **, so as to make himself feel more comfortable. "Why?"

"How are you feeling recently?" Winters suddenly asked, and then he saw Parks's stunned expression and smiled, "I mean physically and mentally."

"Well, is this a question as a superior?" Parks smiled. He didn't know why Winters talked about this. "If I were a superior, I would say that it felt great, sir. Thank you very much for giving me this opportunity to participate in the battle. I will do my best for every battle. I feel very energetic now. If you have any tasks to do, I will be very happy to serve you, sir. I will feel extremely honored to liberate Europe and catch Hitler with a moustache. Sir."

Winters couldn't help smiling and said, "You know I don't mean this."

Parks also smiled and said, "I'm very tired and tired. Dick, you know, when I retreated back today, I suddenly felt that I was very disgusted with fighting, this dead and bloody battlefield. Although I know that this is caused by fatigue and overwork, if we continue like this, I'm afraid that before we get out of France, our brothers will be tired of war and even desert.

"I know!" Winters looked a little serious, "Have a good talk with your brothers! Tell them that we will rest here for a few days. We will recover." Company E's casualties in this battle were counted, injuring six people and four in death, which made Winters feel a little heavy.

"I know. Don't worry, I'll talk to my brothers!" Parks nodded. He looked at Winters, but he had no intention of leaving, as if he had something else to say.

"Lieutenant, do you still have a task?" Parks called him by his official rank, which was a more formal name, because Parks saw that Winters' hesitation must have something to do with the task, because Winters never embarrassed his brothers for personal matters.

"Well, yes!" Winters coughed dryly and then looked at Parks with some apologies in his eyes.

Parks couldn't help laughing and said, "Say it, I'm ready."

Wentes looked at Parks's smiling face and finally said, "Well, do you know a private named Niland in Company D? Is it Fritz? Niland."

Parks nodded and said, "I'm not very familiar with him. On the day of D, I saw him in Grandsimon Village. He was on duty at that time. What's the matter? This soldier?"

"He's dead!" Winters said, "On our way to this town, we were harassed by the Germans at night and were killed." With that, he had a dry cough.

"But what does this have to do with us?" Parks spread out his hands.

Winters shook his head: "It's none of our business now. Parks. He also has three brothers, one brother who was the platoon leader died in Utah Beach on the day of D, and the other brother who was a pilot in the China-Myanmar-India war zone also died this week. That is to say, Fritz? Niland's mother received three death notification telegrams from the Army Department on the same day.

Parks couldn't help wide-eyed, and he knew what it meant.

"So where is another brother?" Parks said what was in his mind. His first thought was, is this brother called Ryan? But it is obvious that the names are different. But the situation is very similar.

Winters smiled bitterly and said, "He served in the 82nd Airborne Division. His name is Bob? Niland."

Parks breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "What a poor mother. Why didn't the people in the army send Bob to his mother? Do you want her last son to work hard here?

Winters said with a wry smile, "The people of the Army Department have thought of it. They really want to send Bob to his mother, but it's not easy to do. It's very difficult. Winters said that he couldn't help standing up here and took a deep breath.

"Bob also died in the war?" When Parks asked this question, he knew that he was wrong. If Bob died in the war, Winters would not have stood here and talked to himself. Obviously, Winters has something to do with finding himself, and he won't say such a thing to himself for no reason.

"I don't know!" Winters smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe he's dead, maybe he's not, who knows? He was captured by the Germans. In an attack on the 82nd Division, Bob was hit in the leg and did not leave the battle in time. Someone in the 82nd Division saw him captured by the Germans.

"So it means..." Parks couldn't help frowning.

"The people of the Army Department directly issued the order to the 506th Regiment, which is in confrontation with the German Sixth Parachute Regiment, demanding that all means be used to make Bob? Neeland was rescued." Winters' tone seemed helpless.

"So Colonel Sink thought of Company E?" Parks couldn't help shaking his head. "That's great. It's really interesting."

"Parks, I can't think of a second person who can perform this task except you!" Winters said helplessly.

(to be continued)